I know That sounds like a Cat Poster, But It's True

I took pictures around my "hood" and ate mountains of cupcakes this week...but I also watched the Lego Movie for about the 7 or 8th time in a month today...because it's brilliant and probably the most beautifully orchestrated and thought provoking movie about plastic bricks to ever exist. (if you haven't seen it, I recommend that shit) Little Emmet struggles to see why he's special...which we all kind of go through, right? When you dissect the movie, it begins with this robotic utopia of people doing things exactly how they're supposed to. Get up, watch the no pants show, get a $45 coffee and hit the work grind. In a society constructed of strict expectations (and bricks) it leaves little room to be expressive. Anyways, by the end of the movie, Emmet becomes a total bad ass because he says something moving...yeah I'm moved by the plastic man...anyways..
  "You don't have to be the bad guy. You are the most talented, most interesting, and most extraordinary person in the universe. And you are capable of amazing things. Because you are the Special. And so am I. And so is everyone. The prophecy is made up, but it's also true. It's about all of us. Right now, it's about you. And you still can change everything."

 It's truly hard to remember your own self worth in the chaos that becomes our own daily hustle. I forget, until I stop and think about all of the things I've accomplished, continue to create, and the people I help along the way, whether they appreciate it or not. Stop and realize how you and your choices impact people around you, because you, like Emmet says, are capable of amazing things. Be around awesome people, don't listen to the hype, and don't settle for being a robot (maybe dress like one though...;)) I can honestly say, at 22 years old, this lego movie truly impacted me. The positive results from fully embracing yourself and cutting out the crap is a wonderful. I've been doing it a lot in the past two months myself, and I can feel the weight being slowly lifted like a ton of plastic bricks. So, what I've learned from this lovely film is a plethora of life lessons. 
1) Be different - it's the qualities and quirks that set us apart from even the most drone-esc environments. Go on with ur bad self. 

2) Be with the people who bring out the best, most amazing, you - They are hard to find, far and few between, and even when you do find them it's not always a cake walk, but work through it if it's worth it, and get rid of the rest. I have days where the people I love the most seem to not give two fucks, and in an instant everything is fine again. It's a challenge to determine who to keep and who to toss, who uses you and who would be there for you, but it's about learning to trust your instincts in order to fill your heart with trusting people. 

3) Push for what you believe in - If we don't talk about things, we don't make progress. If you don't say "I like running around dressed as an astronaut and painting surrealist ketchup paintings," no one will ever give you the chance to show why that might be important. Whatever it may be, fight for that shit, despite obstacles. It may take years and years but remind yourself of why it's important and no doubt will ever cross your mind of the struggles faced to be heard. 

4) The $45 coffee isn't always the best - Stop judging worth by the dollar amount, the amount on a pay check, or the street cred you get for having something. Life is about feeling something and when I die, I'd rather know I had a lifetime of feeling, than a lifetime of Louboutins, expensive dinners, and numbers. It's about little things and little moments that make life worth living.

So in conclusion...watch the Lego Movie and go forth with your amazing self. Trust the capabilities you possess and rock it out. 


Chasing Time

I can't get over how awesome the fit is with this stunning little swim by Killstar. I've been through the ringer with various retailers and their " quality" printed swimsuits...but rarely do they ever seem to fit like a glove. This one totally rocks though.
I suppose I committed an act of mere camera mischief when I put down the beloved Sony and shot this entire set with a Canon. Let's be real, I've been a Sony slut since the day I picked up a DSLR. If I could attach it to a belt and wear it around 24/7 I would...but put a new shiny thanggg in front of me and I'm bound to experiment. It was also the first time I've ever used a remote...SHOCKER... considering I dabble in self portraiture almost always, it's weird not having to run back and forth. I've yet to master hiding it in a shot but alas, I'm getting there :) It's all about changing and evolving anyways, right? RIGHT. 
In other news, Azealia Banks put out a new track and I'm blasting it until my neighbors bitch.


the New Classic

Pants - Killstar 
Boots - Jeffrey Campbell
Harness - Fox and Owl
glasses - Alyssa Panda Eyes

Sunday mornings are something I truly cherish as a chronic busy bitch. The distilled moment in time that allows thoughts to fully flourish amidst extreme caffeine consumption without being boggled by deadlines..at least for a moment....is wonderful. It's always been a toughie for me to have a million ideas in my head and a millisecond to execute them in the daily grind of life. One thing I've been working on is keeping them in a little memo pad, so that they aren't "what if's" but "whens."...meaning that despite being so crammed with real life responsibilities, brilliant ideas aren't wasted into a category of "not enough time for that."  It's the only way to keep the juices flowing.  
The creative realm as a profession is this hazy playing field of uncertainty, which begs for innovation but settles on effective solutions that are cost efficient and safe. The artistry of slaving over images and pieces becomes the journey to a destination where brief...really brief..admiration is achieved and in the blink of an eye it's over. As an artist, it's important to keep your middle finger high in the air and remain an enigma of refreshing approaches and visuals. Meaning, if you have ideas, whether they are lucrative or not, hold onto them because they popped into your head for a reason. And...that will be my tid-bit of knowledge for this weekend, as I sort through the various ideas I've written down and conspire a way to fit them into the 4 days a month I have to shoot. :)
These photos ...up there ^ feature some cool pants from the lovely Kill Star Clothing. I shy away from any type of sweat pant or harem style bottoms due to me already having enough density around my bottom half :)...but these were so cool I couldn't help but rock them..or at least try. 
Stay tuned for some more mini shoots this week featuring more of their cool shit. 
Speaking of cool shit...I forgot to post these photos from a rad party I went to last month. Talk about fancy digs. 



Top by Unif , Leggings by Jeffie.com

Oh heyyyy y'allllll
Mid - September...how did that happen? But more importantly...when is the Halloween stuff coming out! Jeezzzz...I'm waiting....
I've been in the midst of somewhat intense life reflective and progressive path towards a more peaceful state of mind..and slammed with work..so please excuse my lack of fancy pictures! I quick little mash up of all things wonderful in the meantime. Some robo space goodness by Jeffie.com ^
Check out my mini interview in the latest issue of Tank Magazine...which always feels like inception when I own a magazine and then I get featured in one...:)
And can we just discuss how obsessed I am with this Queen cover ? Like.. actually...who listens to Panic at the Disco at all..and then they come at the world with this glorious thang? MIND BLOWN.


Reflective Reality

I bought this cool catsuit last year at the Lip Service Black Friday sale...and it's taken a year to get the tiny thing on. No, but in all seriousness, I bought it and realized I couldn't get the fucker on and instantly felt crushed. It spent a year traveling with me from closet to closet, from NH, to MA, to LA, and now in WA it magically fits. It's not really a go-to-brunch outfit, but it's the start of my Darth Vader costume for Halloween....just gotta finish my man hunt for a cape and a control panel belt thing...and bam! I wanted to test it's photographic presence...so this is a mini test shoot...with gasp...my real hair, sans wig. 
In other news....you may have noticed that after 4 years I finally changed the blog name. I've been doing a lot of life changing, people purging, as well as renovation on my various web platforms. "purely couture and more" was a random thing I picked when I graduated high school and thought it was cute. In reality it sounds REALLY lame, and I had been living with it because changing over domains with successfully redirecting your old feed is a pain in the booty. Alas, I bit the bullet and configured that bitch to an entirely new name. TAKE THAT INTERWEBS! 
Speaking of interweb shenanigans, NYFW is alive and kicking it's Spring ready feet high in the air. So far, as usual...the collections are pretty underwhelming. With the exception of Alexander Wang's Star Trek-esc leather clad collection...I saw nothing but cliche silhouettes and a bold accessory violently sprinkled across a look to deem itself "new." I'm rooting for Jeremy Scott and Balmain to change my mind...but good gawd, talk about the fashion doldrums. But let's not rid our minds of depressing trends! LET US JAM OUT. PLEASE AND THANK YOU.


Love and Leather

Today on one of my many lunch excursions to Starbucks I got stopped by a dude outside, who had been apparently watching what I wore each day for the past month. Creepy but flattering I suppose. As I saw him trying to wave down my attention at the little green outdoor bistro set, I took out my earphones trying to be somewhat nice while hurrying my butt into the door. "I just wanted to tell you I've been inspired by your style. It's aura is refreshing in this town, " he said. And with two sentences I felt like someone actually understood that fashion is beyond labels and fads, but a feeling. I thanked the little biker dude and made my way towards the almighty glass case of cookies and muffins, but it reminded me of why I ever fell in love with fashion.
Love is a strong word of course. I don't just slap that label on anything. Under alien water torture, will I ever admit to truly loving a thing or a place or a person and mean it. It's got to be yanked out of the pits of my heart by a force stronger than Vader's choke hold on Admiral Motti. Fashion as an industry...sucks. Fashion as an art, is everything. The market is saturated by trends that last as long as a loaf of bread, and then they are replaced by the next hot must have, because you wouldn't be caught dead eating stale bread, or wearing last months color block crop top. That's why personal style that reaches beyond trends is important. Over the years, I've had my fair share of fashion flops, and a closet full of style boo-boos on the other side of the country to prove it. Finding personal style comes full circle when you find yourself. The pieces and personal traits that stick with you despite life changes are like the core pieces that stick with you in your wardrobe for years and years. The wardrobe fails are like those moments in your life where you didn't know who you were and what the fuck was happening. 
My own style history spans from a brief period of neon wigs and "witty" crops to spiked hot pants and heelless gaga go-go boots...and those in time faded with the memories and experiences that went with them...the growth and the progress of self recognition. I'd like to say that now, my wardrobe is as structured as my life(most of the time :)). It consists of the essentials, like a well working machine. Black blazers, basic tank dresses, a slew of leather jackets and a few cyborg chic statement pieces. Add in some highly structural garments and post-apocalypse accessories, and that embodies my style. It doesn't rely on trends, or fads, but solely on my own choices. There's always a strong silhouette on the outside, encasing me, becoming part of me, and usually hiding crazy colored lace undies beneath :) I would say that fashion is never truly about trends at all. You don't need to have every latest and greatest bag or skirt...it's again, like a machine.
You are the gas and personality that runs the engine...you create the outside to reflect the inside...and put that bitch in drive. 
As for the photos! These are some of my go-to pieces for Fall-Winter on more casual days, which always have a hint of Wang.  Alexander Wang has consistently created pieces that have remained relevant aesthetically whether it be from 2014 or 2001. If I can think of anyone who creates style and not trends..it's that dude. His 2013 line..though considered fashion ancient history by now..is still my favorite and one of my biggest influences 


Duel of the Fates

oversized hooded cape - H&M (dude's section)
Boots - Jeffrey Campbell
Living in walking distance to H&M means that I walk to such store more than I ever should. As Fall approaches and people are all about the bundle up lifestyle, I began my search for cozy accessories. Shockingly!..and I say SHOCKINGLY...the women's section only carries these semi-transparent dainty little scarves that resemble napkins trying to be edgy. It never dawned on me to check the secret bottom floor section of the Seattle H&M men's section for anything I would contemplate wearing...but holy shit...they have the most amazing chunky knit scarves I could have hoped for...WHY DID IT TAKE ME THIS LONG TO KNOW. Scarves are so gender neutral yet we automatically assume dudes only want big fucking face covering things of glory. FALSE. Ladies want that too.
I'm not even wearing the scarves I bought in this photoset but the super cool hooded jacket is from their DIVIDED men's line...but it screamed Sith Lord and it will be a cold day on Tattooine when I put that back on the shelf because it's made for a bro. IT'S MINE.
I don't know why it's no longer available online (possibly so awesome that it sold out ..) but check in store if you feel so inclined to look alil' like this :)
Also when I shot this set...it reminded of my most favorite shower jam..and my theme song...Duel of the Fates....
and before we end the day....check out this rad installation "The Transfinite" by Ryoji Ikeda.
I'd like to live in a place like this one day....a living room plagued with the potential of vertigo...yes....that's good stuff :)